The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, 19 dalis,4 tomas |
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Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS . Archidamus . If you shall chance , Camillo , to visit Bohemia , on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot , you shall see , as I have said , great difference betwixt our Bohemia , and your ...
Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS . Archidamus . If you shall chance , Camillo , to visit Bohemia , on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot , you shall see , as I have said , great difference betwixt our Bohemia , and your ...
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... Good expedition be my friend , and may my absence bring comfort to the gracious queen who is part of his theme , but who knows nothing of his unjust suspicion . ' ACT II . SCENE I. The same . Enter HERMIONE 26 ACT I. WINTER'S TALE .
... Good expedition be my friend , and may my absence bring comfort to the gracious queen who is part of his theme , but who knows nothing of his unjust suspicion . ' ACT II . SCENE I. The same . Enter HERMIONE 26 ACT I. WINTER'S TALE .
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Come on then , Enter LEONTES , ANTIGONUS , Lords , and Others . Leon . Was he met there ? his train ? Camillo with him ? 1 Lord . Behind the tuft of pines I met them ; never Saw I men scour so on their way : I ey'd ...
Come on then , Enter LEONTES , ANTIGONUS , Lords , and Others . Leon . Was he met there ? his train ? Camillo with him ? 1 Lord . Behind the tuft of pines I met them ; never Saw I men scour so on their way : I ey'd ...
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Enter PAULINA and Attendants . Paul . The keeper of the prison , -call to him ; [ Exit an Attendant . Let him have knowledge who I am , -Good lady ! No court in Europe is too good for thee , What dost thou then in prison ?
Enter PAULINA and Attendants . Paul . The keeper of the prison , -call to him ; [ Exit an Attendant . Let him have knowledge who I am , -Good lady ! No court in Europe is too good for thee , What dost thou then in prison ?
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Re - enter Keeper , with EMILIA . Dear gentlewoman , how fares our gracious lady ? Emil . As well as one so great , and so forlorn , May hold together : On her frights and griefs ( Which never tender lady hath borne greater ) , She is ...
Re - enter Keeper , with EMILIA . Dear gentlewoman , how fares our gracious lady ? Emil . As well as one so great , and so forlorn , May hold together : On her frights and griefs ( Which never tender lady hath borne greater ) , She is ...
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appears arms Attendants Bast bear better blood born breath bring brother cause child comes dead death doth Dromio Duke England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear France give gone hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Henry hold Holinshed honour hour I'll John keep king Lady land leave Leon live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd master means mind mother murder nature never night old copy once passage Paul peace play poor pray present prince queen reads Rosse SCENE seems sense Shakspeare sleep soul speak spirit stand stay sweet tell thee thine thing thou thou art thought tongue true wife Witch young
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| Pavadinimas | The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, 19 dalis,4 tomas The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, Samuel Weller Singer |
| Autorius | William Shakespeare |
| Redaktorius | Samuel Weller Singer |
| Išleista | 1826 |
| Originalas iš | Oksfordo universitetas |
| Pakeista skaitmenine forma | 13 rugsėjo 2007 |
| Eksportuoti šaltinį | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |